[Oh, come now, Hinata. He's being dramatic, she knows, but she still rolls her eyes at him very exaggeratedly in return!
Woe unto you, her newest minion.
Of course, he could say no, and be firm about it. Well, as much as a slime boy can be firm. But Trish has reminded him again and again she wants him to want to do something, and it would drive her mad if he agreed only to placate her. But he wants to help, because...they're friends. That's a nice feeling, and every time she runs into it, she savors it more and more. She didn't have many, purely because of her personality, she knows. Sharp, rancorous, unappealing. But Hinata laughed with her, and she knows just from that he doesn't feel that way about her at all.
Just like she knows nothing about him, but from his attitude to his appearance, her assumption is that he's a normal boy with some strange experiences under his belt. A weary soul, but a kind one all the same. If he's got demons, she can't fathom them. Indeed, he can enjoy this from her forever, if the world were kind. There's no reason to drag Kamakura to the forefront, when Hinata ought to be all that's left. Trish believes what she sees, because Hinata doesn't act like he's got anything to hide. That's good enough for her.
As for his comment, she sits up a little straighter, puffing out her fluffy chest.]
Really now? Well I'm glad you feel that way, because I've made it a lifelong habit.
[Hinata henceforth will never know peace.]
Like right now. Stop calling your thoughts stupid. I'll let you know if you say something truly harebrained, but what we've talked about today isn't something you're going to know off the cuff, and it would be stupid to expect you to.
LMAOOOO
Woe unto you, her newest minion.
Of course, he could say no, and be firm about it. Well, as much as a slime boy can be firm. But Trish has reminded him again and again she wants him to want to do something, and it would drive her mad if he agreed only to placate her. But he wants to help, because...they're friends. That's a nice feeling, and every time she runs into it, she savors it more and more. She didn't have many, purely because of her personality, she knows. Sharp, rancorous, unappealing. But Hinata laughed with her, and she knows just from that he doesn't feel that way about her at all.
Just like she knows nothing about him, but from his attitude to his appearance, her assumption is that he's a normal boy with some strange experiences under his belt. A weary soul, but a kind one all the same. If he's got demons, she can't fathom them. Indeed, he can enjoy this from her forever, if the world were kind. There's no reason to drag Kamakura to the forefront, when Hinata ought to be all that's left. Trish believes what she sees, because Hinata doesn't act like he's got anything to hide. That's good enough for her.
As for his comment, she sits up a little straighter, puffing out her fluffy chest.]
Really now? Well I'm glad you feel that way, because I've made it a lifelong habit.
[Hinata henceforth will never know peace.]
Like right now. Stop calling your thoughts stupid. I'll let you know if you say something truly harebrained, but what we've talked about today isn't something you're going to know off the cuff, and it would be stupid to expect you to.
[Harumph!]